Shao Yan had the illusion of being immersed in warm water. His head was two big, his whole body was numb and crisp, and his eyelids seemed to be plumped, and he couldn't lift a bit with all his strength.
The surroundings were as noisy as Caishikou at three noon on Liqiu Day. Shao Yan remembered that when he was young, he and his playmates of the food supervisor sneaked out of the palace to join in the fun: the surrounding was full of bustling people and smells, and the executioner held a dark blue wide knife, with a bulging shochu with a cheek, reflecting The sun sprayed a misty curtain of water. The prisoners were each covered in black hoods, tied with their hands and kneeled in a row, shaking with fright. The executioner gave a grinning laugh, shouted Long live, screamed "The thief is subdued!", and cut it down with a sharp knife - - The crowd screamed, Shao Yan was held by his hands, and the people around him retreated like running water.
——He doesn't move.
The knife was sharp, and the head fell down instantly as if cutting tofu. Shang's kneeling body lacked his head, and the pillar of blood gushed out impatiently, casting a face on Shao Yan who was standing nearby.
Gululu head rolled down from the steps and lay down at Shao Yan's feet. The black hood fell loose in the middle, and bloodshot eyes stared straight at the person above his head. Shao Yan stared down, and there was a fire in his heart. Drinking a bowl of iced plum juice like a dog on a dog day, it is indescribable. On that day, he received thirty essays of "shock fee" from the supervisor. When I went back, I took a hasty bath by the river and listened to the undecided discussion of my playmates, but I didn't feel any fear in my heart. Now that I think about it, my weird character came out from that time, right?
At this moment, the chief director of the food superintendent, who is unknown to everyone in Da Yao, can only frown and try to control the body over and over again with difficulty. The memory is like a mottled picture album flipping rapidly, and the forgotten past has been reopened from the dusty box. Finally came the last chapter.
The black cloud pressed down the city, and the flames and the shouts of killing were everywhere. The thieves invaded Kyoto, burned, killed, and looted, and the palace ladies in the prison ran away, and the villains of the past were gone. Shao Yan warmed a pot of spirits in his all-luxury food supervisor, paired it with crispy fried peanuts, and finally had a full meal, holding a knife and greeted him with a sneer.
With a roar, the picture seemed to be a bubble burst, disappearing without a trace.
Unfamiliar noises began to sound in his ears again——
"Why did he fall so badly? Which class is this student?"
"Who knows, the instructor has been notified. He was found lying on the stairs in the morning, probably in the middle of the night he fell down."
"...No, the infirmary can only take care of it briefly and call an ambulance."
Shao Yan was moved over and frustrated with his anger fell in Dantian. He just wanted to reprimand. The motion of his head hitting the bed made him swiftly quiet from the inside out-the vague memory after rushing out of the hall became clear.
Warm blood splashed on his face, and the tip of his tongue tasted sweeter and more luscious than fermented rice. The knife swings and falls, and the structure of the bones and joints is familiar to him. Even if the thieves are covered in armor, they still can't hide from his tricky hacks.
He ended up with nearly half of the Kou team searched by the vanguard. There are more than 30 people.
The last thing that made him stop was a feather arrow passing through his chest.
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Military training is always accompanied by various accidents, such as weak physique heatstroke and fainting, good physique falls and sprains, or students with old illnesses who cannot bear the load of training suddenly seem strange. Strange symptoms. University A has long experience for decades. Every year during the military training period of freshmen, some staff in the infirmary of the school will be arranged to deal with emergencies. This will prevent the instructor who found Shao Yan fainted downstairs in the dormitory in the morning. In a hurry.
However, even so, Shao Yan's tragic situation when he was sent to the infirmary still prevented the school doctors from making a diagnosis.
Starting from the bloody back of the head, along the neck and even the whole body, the side close to the ground has been soaked in blood. It is said that the place where Shao Yan was found downstairs in the dormitory was also dripping with blood. The school doctor did not dare to take it up and quickly notified 120. Before the ambulance came, they did some simple disinfection and bandaging, and then looked at the body and immediately knew it was not good.
The Shao family, in the entire A city, is a distinguished family. Starting from the grandfather, after avoiding the chaos and moving to the mainland to start a business, Shao's restaurants began to blossom everywhere. It is said that several generations of Shao's ancestors have worked as imperial cooks in the court, and Mr. Shao even revealed to the public that he has a recipe that his ancestors have inherited from generation to generation.
Although the recipe has been dilapidated after the wars and twists of the ages, the remaining essence is still enough for the Shao family to lay a foothold in the domestic food industry. Shao's family, which has industries all over the major cities in China, has a far-reaching influence in City A. Although Shao Yan is not the eldest grandson of the Shao family, his father Shao Gange is the eldest son of the Shao family. Elder Shao had already retired to the second line in the early years, and most of the properties were handed over to the eldest son Shao Gange and the younger son Shao Yubo. As the only child of Shao's elder Shao Gange, even if Shao Yan is an unlearned dude, This life will definitely go smoothly. In order to put his son into the school, Shao Gange directly donated to a teaching building of the Department of Medicine.
The school had originally made up its mind to let Shao Yan graduate smoothly. Whoever wanted to start military training only then had this kind of accident. The emperor Tiangao in City A is far away. Whoever has the capital has the right to speak. Now that the old man Shao has just passed away, and the Shao family is in a mess, who dares to touch the mold of these earth emperors? After the old principal received the call, his bald head was greasy. The school leaders held an emergency meeting and immediately decided that it was important to save people. Amitabha, why did this ancestor have such a thing?
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Shao Yan was so dizzy that he thought he should be dead. But when he woke up again, the nausea came very clearly. Without waiting to open his eyes, he immediately got up to vomit, propped his arm on the bed-unable to get up.
Shao Yan was so irritable, he could only wait for something to be smashed out. Now that he was told to vomit, he also had no energy to vomit. He had to open his eyes exhaustedly, and everything that caught his eyes, but made him feel like a bucket of ice water was poured on him, and it disappeared instantly.
This is a rather weird room. Compared to the inner hall of the Supreme Harmony Palace given to him by the emperor, it can hardly be seen. However, the various styles are actually like Shao Yan has never seen before. The wall is a strange color, between goose yellow and white. It looks very comfortable, but it doesn't look like a damask hanging on the wall. The material seems very hard.
There is a string of extremely bright night pearls on the top of the head. The strange thing is that although the pearl is bright, it still makes people feel soft. Shao Yan inspected it visually, and the Ye Mingzhu string dropped down about forty-eight beads, each the size of a chicken egg, the beads were all crystal clear, and the edges and corners that had been polished out looked shining.
The position of the window on the wall is not a good window paper, but a whole piece of good glass. Shao Yan saw this thing in the tribute presented by the feudal kingdom. A small set made into a cup, although it is not precious enough for crystals, it is better than rare. That time he made a piece of jade soy milk, and the emperor Longyan Joyously ate it, so he happily asked him to go to the private library to pick up a reward, but first said that this set of cups would not work, and he needed to save it at the Qianqiu Banquet for the queen. He don't know what happened to the queen and the emperor after the city was broken... Shao Yan was startled, and suddenly became faint.
After all, he became accustomed to wealth, and his surprise at these treasures faded extremely fast. After squinting his eyes for a while, when his strength came back, he slowly turned his head to look at the square cabinets beside the bed that he couldn't understand. Without talking about the strange power, some of these cabinets glowed with green light. Shao Yan had never been afraid of anything, but he didn't have much fear at this time. He wanted to smash the square cabinets with something to see how he reacted, but with a heartbreak, he held back.
The door of the room was opened without warning at this time. This movement surprised Shao Yan, but quickly pressed it down. He stared at the man in white who appeared at the door. The doctor on duty originally just opened the door as usual, and was stunned when he met Shao Yan's eyes, not knowing why he took a step back, and then walked into the room with joy: "Are you awake?"
Shao Yan stared at her, his expression was very natural before he knew the intention of the other party, but he didn't speak vigilantly.
The doctor didn't care, and raised his hand to remove the medicine bag beside the bed for him, changed the medicine for him, and looked down at the back of Shao Yan's hand.
Shao Yan's gaze fell on the slender neck of the female doctor. Hundreds of plans to violently kill the other party flashed in his heart, only to quickly counterattack when the other party showed something unusual.
However, the other party just checked the temperature of the back of his hand and let it go, and smiled and asked him if he was uncomfortable, while pressing the call bell on the bedside.
Shao Yan didn't know the purpose of the other party, but he also understood that for a while, this person had no intention of killing himself. He raised his hand to see what the other person had made on him just now, but when his eyes fell on the back of his hand, his mind instantly went blank.
This hand was fat, with a thin tube attached to the back of the hand. From fingertips to arm, it was almost three times the size of his before!
After a moment of dazedness, he unconsciously opened his hands to look at his palms, and his head was instantly struck by lightning, feeling dazed.
This hand is broken palm.
——Starting from both sides of the palm of the hand, there is a clean line. Because of the illness, the palm of his hand is not bloody, it is still fat, not rough at all.
Shao Yan didn't know better. Since he was a child, his palms were much rougher than many ordinary people!
With a buzzing in his mind, he raised a thought that had been clues to him since a while ago, but he has not dared to think about it.
There was a loud noise outside, the door opened again, and a group of people dressed like the white-robed man in the room poured in, men and women. Taking the lead, a small man with a light green face mask instructed people to raise Shao Yan's bed board, and he opened Shao Yan's eyelids and looked left and right.
Shao Yan suffered great changes, and his heart was in shock, but he did not show any signs on the surface.
The doctor originally wanted to look at the back of Shao Yan's head, but after thinking about it, he withdrew his hand after meeting his dizzying gaze. He opened the notebook and scribbled, and said, "It's okay. Shao Yan is it?"
This is his name, and Shao Yan frowned.
The doctor didn't get an answer, so he turned his head to look at his bed card, coughed and asked: "Do you remember how you fell?" He fell off? Shao Yan shook his head slowly.
Seeing him moving, inexplicably, everyone in the ward was relieved.
The doctor's tone also eased a little: "It doesn't matter if you don't remember it, you need to pay attention to safety in the future. But I am afraid that you will have to rest for a while before you can go back to school and continue classes. Do you want to call your parents?"
Parents?
Shao Yan has no parents, and no one has ever put these word on him. At this moment, he finally affirmed the answer in his heart that he couldn't believe before.
The groggy head turned at high speed at this moment-the boy's voice was slightly hoarse, but it was as clean as the yarn just caught in the lake. Shao Yan answered softly, "I don't remember." His tone was calm.
After a pause, the doctor slowly raised his head, and his eyes fell on Shao Yan's face to observe carefully for a while before the expression in his eyes gradually became astonished.
Amnesia? No way? So old-fashioned? Or pretend to be sick and cheat on holidays?
However, Shao Yan's calm eyes made his nerves tense inexplicably. The doctor involuntarily took a step back, and the doubt in his heart was strangled in the cradle without even getting a budding opportunity.
Suddenly jumped.